Chapter 82: The Walls Contain Thoughts

Mo Liangwei's name was whispered in Qi Chen's mouth, Xue Siyuan's face covered with misty white tong hair had an indifferent expression, and she pushed away the unconscious man in front of her with one hand, and the handbag on the ground was also picked up by her slender jade fingers.

Feeling that the figure in his arms had become a gap, the drunk Qi Chen was a little flustered, and stepped forward to caress the woman's slender shoulders, the top of the liquor made him only feel dizzy, and hugged Xue Siyuan's hands tightly, not giving the other party any chance to escape: "Weiwei, don't go, okay... Vivi"

"Qi Chen, you keep me awake! Please keep your eyes open and see who I really am! ”

The people around her were all pausing to watch, Xue Siyuan deliberately suppressed the anger in her heart, she struggled to push away the man in front of her, raised the water glass that was placed aside on the bar, and splashed it on Qi Chen's face, followed by the sighs of surprise on the faces of the people around her, but the man in front of her still mistook Xue Siyuan for Mo Liangwei, and kept whispering in her ear.

Suddenly, the splash of water that was splashed out when he was hit by the sudden impact on his face splashed, and the sudden coolness hit Qi Chen's face, forcing him to close his eyes slightly, and the cold water on his face flowed down his handsome silhouette, from his eyes down the sharp nasal peak to the bottom, and the crystal clear water droplets seemed to turn into a very small vortex under the refraction of light.

"Now you can see it clearly!" The empty water cup in his hand was thrown down by Xue Siyuan, and the material of the glass made a crisp sound when it collided with the bar, and after a closer look, there was a trace on the glass, which made the side gasp involuntarily, and the woman's cold aura made him stay away.

Qi Chen, who came to his senses, sneered, probably because the sobriety of the cold water made him realize that his behavior was really unwilling, he smiled bitterly and said nothing, his hands hanging under him were a little helpless, and then the loneliness in his eyes was revealed.

"I'm sorry, let's go." Qi Chen's tone was neither salty nor light, but people could feel the loneliness as soon as they heard it.

Xue Siyuan was too lazy to spend any more time with him, the lights in the noisy and noisy bar were everywhere, and the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol in the air made Xue Siyuan feel more and more disgusted, and the 10 cm high heels under her feet seemed to be venting her anger just now, crisp and heavy.

"Sir, I haven't paid yet." When Qi Chen, who came to his senses, turned around to leave, the woman who walked to the bar from the crowd at some point reminded her that Duo Ning was wearing a finely textured over-the-knee long skirt and long straight black hair, which showed her charm as a mature woman.

Facing the calm and calm eyes of the woman in the bar, although Qi Chen's face was expressionless, the careful Duo Ning still felt the deep melancholy of this man, and took a stack of red banknotes from him, Duo Ning's expression remained unchanged: "Please go slowly."

Watching Qi Chen's back as he walked away until the door of the bar was opened and closed, Duo Ning's thin brows couldn't help frowning slightly: That person... It seems to be Weiwei's friend Qi Chen...?

After returning home, the lonely mood has been surrounding Qi Chen, he still feels restless after taking a cold shower, standing on the balcony in the bedroom, looking up at the sky, the bright and bright crescent moon in the dark night sky is slender, he only feels that the crescent moon is just like himself and Mo Liangwei, Mo Liangwei is the gentleness itself that he wants to protect in his heart.

In the clean and tidy bedroom, the air is filled with a faint and good fragrance, the blue-black bed is made without a trace of wrinkles, and the mobile phone placed on the bedside table rings at this time.

Turning around and picking up the phone, Qi Chen hesitated for a few seconds and finally pressed the answer button, and then raised it to his ear.

"Hey, Achen?" Mo Liangwei's familiar voice soon came from the other end of the phone, and in a low tone, she could hear that she was a little worried about Qi Chen: "You... You okay? ”

"It's okay, what can I do?" I don't know why, Qi Chen's heart was obviously as faintly uncomfortable as a sword wound, but from the moment he heard Mo Liangwei's voice, his tone of reply was flat, as if nothing had ever happened.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hidden it from you." Mo Liangwei's tone on the phone was full of guilt, Qi Chen listened to the woman's soft words on the phone, listened silently, and he was very serious about every time Mo Liangwei said.

"Achen, just now a friend of mine said that you drank too much in the bar, and I..."

"Don't worry, I'm home." Because they have been together since childhood, what Mo Liangwei wants to express Qi Chen is usually self-evident.

As he approached the balcony, he leaned over the wrought-iron railing, and the lights shone in a few places under the window, and the evergreen palm trees planted were known as elm bumps, and the heavily jagged branches and leaves at the edges seemed to have turned yellow, and the deciduous trees were patches that implied the good time of autumn.

"Sure? Didn't lie to me? Mo Liangwei was still a little relieved on the phone, the cool breeze of autumn came in from the unclosed window, and Mo Liangwei only felt a little cold.

"Vivi, come to the window."

In the next second, as if the two of them had a heart, Qi Chen's tone was soft, and a pair of seductive eyes were locked on the half-open window opposite.

Soon, Mo Liangwei's figure appeared by the window, and at a glance, I saw Qi Chen, who was wearing an off-white casual top and faintly plaid wide-legged pants, leaning on the guardrail.

"You've been here all along?" Looking at Qi Chen's unhurried appearance, Mo Liangwei asked with some determination.

"Well, it's been a while." Looking at the man in the villa opposite that was only five or six meters away from her home, Mo Liangwei still felt guilty in her heart.

It's not because the relationship between the two is difficult to choose, but because of being with Gu Hancheng, she should have told Qi Chen earlier, from childhood to adulthood, they are the people who know each other best.

This scene seems to recall that when the two were young, the little girl and the little boy were in the bedroom of the villa not far from each other, out of fun, they made a simple "telephone receiver" with paper cups and wires, and the two people stood in the bedroom, watching each other put the paper cup to their ears and laughing at each other's stupid appearance, laughing non-stop, good memories.

"You like him?" Qi Chen looked at Mo Liangwei who was not far away from him and was stunned when he heard his question, Qi Chen held his mobile phone and stood still in his ear, although the answer was already obvious, he still wanted to hear Mo Liangwei admit it personally, as if in this way he could better accept this fact.

Mo Liangwei was silent for a while, and following Qi Chen's mention in her mind, Gu Hancheng's face gradually appeared, and finally, she decided to hide it undisguisedly.

"Hmm." A short word, Mo Liangwei knew that this was enough to make Qi Chen sad, so she didn't say another word, and the cool breeze of autumn wantonly carried through her whole body from under her skirt.

"The weather is a little cold, close the windows, rest early, Weiwei, drink some wine, I'm also a little tired."

Regarding Qi Chen's rhetoric, how could Mo Liangwei not understand him, this boy who has taken care of her since she was a child, still chose to hide her discomfort when the autumn wind was raging, but she was concerned that she would be cold and sick when the cool breeze was raging.

"That's... Good night. ”

"Good night, Vivi." It is precisely because she knows too much that Mo Liangwei knows that no matter how much she says, Qi Chen will still insist on letting herself rest, Mo Liangwei still wants to talk about something, but after all, she gave up, and looked at the man who was smiling at her opposite, Mo Liangwei stretched out her hand, and the window slowly closed.

"Vivi!" Qi Chen suddenly shouted again, Mo Liangwei raised her eyes, Qi Chen clasped his hands around his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and his voice was bright and tender.

"Weiwei, if you like it, you can love it boldly."

Qi Chen's words suddenly changed, and the corners of Mo Liangwei's lips grinned, and with the same gesture, her eyes were as bright as stars: "Well, you too."

When the brown-orange wooden shutters on the opposite side were closed, Qi Chen lowered his hand and hung up the phone, the news at the corner of his mouth gradually changed from tenderness to bitterness, and said the next sentence that he deliberately didn't say just now: "I'll be by your side."

Now, the little boy and the little girl have grown up, the scene is still the same, the place has not changed, the people are always there, they are still so familiar with each other, and nothing seems to have changed.

But the difference is that when they were children, the two hid against the wall and laughed, and when they grew up, they were separated by the wall.

This girl, it seems... I don't need to protect myself all the time, and the appearance of that man has taken my place.

Qi Chen smiled and said nothing, letting the wanton autumn wind invade his entire body, after all, he returned to the bedroom, all he wanted was Mo Liangwei to be happy......

Qi Jinhua looked at Qi Chen's bedroom from the gap outside the door just now, looking at Qi Chen's stunned appearance, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth downward, and muttered in a low voice.

"Alas... Why did the daughter-in-law who got to the mouth go to the soup......"

"Dad? You're eavesdropping on me? Probably Qi Jinhua's muttering was a little loud, and Qi Chen, who heard movement outside the door, poked his head out suspiciously, and saw Qi Jinhua standing behind the door with his hands behind his back.

"Who overhears you, don't talk so ugly, I just happened to pass by, besides, you're so loud, I just can't ignore it if I want to." Qi Jinhua pretended to be calm, if he let his son know, he was guarding the door as soon as he entered the bedroom, then it is estimated that Qi Chen, this kid, has to be unforgiving, he touched his nose a little weakly.

"Really? Am I too loud or are you eavesdropping early in the morning? The suspicious eyes locked on Qi Jinhua's face, and Qi Chen's eyes narrowed, gradually approaching.

"Alas, don't worry about me, the day after tomorrow, your grandfather will be 80 years old, you promised him yourself, take a girlfriend back on his 80th birthday, now Xiaowei is gone, you figure it out yourself, I'll go to bed first."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Jinhua, who was old and strong, closed the door quickly and walked towards his bedroom.